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A Man of Singular Talent (AMOST) - Ladybug	By : Mephisto_Pegari Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 8092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Miraculous - Adventures of Ladybug and Cat Noir', nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The dark-haired girl's room is a few doors down on the other side. I realize I'd forgotten to dig through Caline's mind for her name and other details, but no matter; a sleeping mind is somewhat easier to extract information from than an awake mind anyway. I pass my key over the lock, which unlocks with a beep and a click. I pause, but I hear no sounds from within, so I carefully open the door and step inside.
The room is dark, but the light from the hallway reveals that it is bigger than the teacher's room. The basic arrangement is the same - small corridor with a door at the side leading to a bathroom. Bedroom at the end of the corridor. I Walk into the main room, and see the bed - beds, plural. Three beds in fact, each one occupied by a sleeping form. I really should have scanned for minds before opening the door.
I quickly reach into each sleeping mind and make sure they will sleep soundly no matter what until I deliberately choose to awaken them. That done, I close and lock the door and hit the lights. Another typical hotel room, decorated and furnished the same as Caline's except the room is longer to accommodate the three single beds. Two of the sleepers are covered by sheets, but the one closest to me has thrown them off in the night and is mostly uncovered. I pass my eye over her at the same time as I scan her mind.
Juleka Couffaine is a fifteen year old with a definite goth style. Her hair is long, probably reaching past her hips if she were standing up, black at the top shading to a deep purple at the end. Half her face is covered by a lick of hair, also purple at the end. Her slim body is covered by a lacy black camisole and matching loose panties. Attractive and dark-haired certainly, but not the girl I had seen from across the street.
As I remove the sheet from the girl in the next bed I am pleasantly surprised to see she sleeps naked. Well, almost naked - orange panties cover her most sensitive areas. Otherwise her body is exposed - long legs leading to a slim but athletic torso, b- or c-cup breasts with inverted nipples. This girl keeps herself in great shape and apparently isn't afraid to show it, sleeping almost naked in a room with two classmates. Thick light brown hair frames a round face with a wide mouth. Her forehead is completely obscured by a row of brown bangs with a razor straight fringe. Reaching into her mind brings up a name - Lila Rossi - and an age - fifteen. Again, an attractive and welcome addition but not the girl I'm looking for.
It must be the final bed. I lift off the sheet (a little difficult as the occupant is lying on her side holding one end) and there finally is the girl who brought me to this hotel, to this room in the middle of the night. My first impression was accurate - she is an extremely attractive package. A cute face with a button nose and prominent cheekbones, whatever she is dreaming right now is turning her shapely lips up into a lopsided smirk. Pale skin contrasts with dark black, almost blue hair, shoulder length with two pigtails at the back tied with red ribbons. She is the most conservatively dressed of the three, in short-sleeved pink and white pajamas. I reach into her mind and-
-and experience resistance. Which means she has talents of her own. My mind shies back, and I take a seat at the chair by the desk (identical to the ones in Caline's room). I'm lucky that she is asleep, otherwise my usual casual scan would almost certainly have been noticed. My earlier command to ensure her sleep also seems to have been deflected - she could wake any moment. This is a surprising and disconcerting development, but one I have experienced before. My talents are extremely rare, but not unique.
I send a much more discreet scan of the girl's mind, feeling around the edges to get a shape of her talents without causing another reaction. I cannot tell how her power manifests from this, but I can at least confirm that she has it, can use it, and is of a strength similar to mine if not greater. This is the second shock of the night, and is much more profound. I have met (and neutralized) other talents, but none with power levels comparable to mine. I sit back in the chair and close my eyes to focus. This is going to take work.
A couple of hours later I had managed to sneak past the dark-haired girl's natural defenses and explore her memories. Her name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng (French father, Chinese mother), fifteen years old. Her abilities were latent until very recently when she came into possession of a totem artifact - some kind of doll which is currently residing in a purse on the bedside table, but I'm not ready to look at that yet. I've met talents before who rely on such totems, usually believing that the artifact gives them power. It doesn't; the power is inside them already and the artifact merely triggers it due to some unusual reality-warping properties. From her memories I can see Marinette's powers manifest physically, not mentally as mine do. With the help of her powers she leaps and jumps around Paris dressed in... a skintight ladybug costume? This is singularly odd, but made even odder by memories of others dressed in outlandish garb playing superheroes, most especially a boy dressed as some kind of cat-themed leather fetishist. I find that people's talents work differently according to how they think they obtained them and what their own influences are; some think it magic and so their talents emerge as 'spells', others think themselves demons or angels. Marinette and the cat-boy clearly have been reading too many comic books.
Any talented person I meet cannot be permitted to keep their abilities, in case they use them against me. I have never figured out how to reduce or alter a person's talent. Destroying a person's talent however is simple enough. So I begin the task of erasing the 'Ladybug' from Marinette.
The instant I begin to unravel her talents I discover her mental defenses are deeper than I had thought. I open my eyes to see the totem floating in the air before flying towards Marinette. Realizing this is about to get about as bad as it can go I abandon all subtlety and lash out at Marinette's center of talent. The totem (which I remember Marinette calls "Tikki") falters for a second but then resumes its path. Marinette is awake, sitting up in bed, as the totem lands on her.
"Tikki, transforme moi !"
I feel a wave of unreality emanate from Marinette. She stands on the bed as her clothes appear to change from pajamas to the skintight costume I had seen in her memories - red with black spots accessorized by a similar-patterned domino mask and a round object at her hip. In fact this is an optical illusion, but only another person with talents could see that. It also takes talent to notice the flaws in the illusion - in some places her power dominates reality, in others she can barely maintain her control. Ladybug (because that is who Marinette is now) turns to face me.
Qui êtes vous ? Vous avez interêt à avoir une bonne raison d'être là, Monsieur !
I stand, unsure what to do. Ladybug's eyes narrow as she tries to assess if I'm a threat. I reach out again with my mind, probing the weaker areas of her control. This has two effects - one, Ladybug grimaces and clutches her head, and two, she decides that I definitely am a threat. I can feel Ladybug's talent repelling my own, and the tendril of mental power I had managed to get into her mind is snapped off, a distinctly unpleasant sensation.
"Hii-ya!"
Ladybug reaches for the object at her hip, throwing it at me. Or more specifically around me; a string of some kind reels out from the round object and wraps around me. It's a yo-yo? Really? Despite the silliness of her weapon, Ladybug's talent makes it very effective. I'm trussed up neatly; it's a struggle not to fall flat on my face. Ladybug somersaults off the bed in an impressively unnecessary show of agility, landing right in front of me. She starts talking to me, apparently oblivious to the fact that I have no idea what she is saying.
Vous m'avez fait quelque chose. Je ne... Je ne me sens pas bien. Etes vous une autres des victimes akumatisées de Hawkmoth ? Est-il ici ?
Her attempts to question me buy me a moment to collect myself. My apparently helpless state also mean her guard is let down a little. I spot another weak point in her mental defenses, and carefully pierce it with a small mental probe. As soon as I get through I pour power through the probe, as much as I am able, forcing the weak spot open wider. It's crude but effective; Ladybug's confident stance turns to one of gnawing pain, bent over with her hands clutching her head.
Ah! Aïe, ça fait très mal !
I press my advantage. My bindings loosen as Ladybug draws her power inwards to push my probe back out. Under normal circumstances she would have managed it easily - hell, normally I would not have gotten a probe past her mental defenses at all when she is fully utilizing her talents. But my earlier attack before Marinette had changed into Ladybug apparently caused significant damage. I make one last push, and Ladybug's consciousness blinks out like a light bulb. The yo-yo tying me up disappears as her Ladybug costume reverts back to pajamas. Marinette slumps to the floor; I fall heavily into the chair.
I estimate the whole episode took less than six minutes. Thanks to my commands the other girls in the room slept through it all. I feel almost completely drained but I cannot rest yet; if Marinette/Ladybug wakes she could still be dangerous. Once again I close my eyes and focus.
When I open my eyes again I feel confident that I have finally expunged every last trace of Marinette's talent. I have also carefully removed knowledge of herself as the superhero from her memory. She cannot miss what she doesn't remember having. She is not aware of anyone else knowing her secret identity, so hopefully that should be that.
Now that Marinette's talents cannot be activated by the totem it is safe to inspect it. I drag myself out of the chair and go over to the floor next to Marinette's unconscious form. "Tikki" resembles a small cartoon character, red with black spots. In Marinette's now-deleted memories this 'kwami' could move and talk, but in fact this was just a manifestation of her powers. The reality-warping properties are still there though, but as I said I have experienced such things before. Soon it too is rendered harmless. I pocket the doll for later destruction, then look at the clock. Almost 3 a.m. I am far too tired mentally and physically to do much more, but I take the time drag Marinette back to bed before tinkering with each girl's minds a little.
Returning to Caline's room I find her and Linnea still asleep, as expected. On my command Linnea wakes and silently starts to dress. I erase all memory of the night's adventures from Caline's mind; she will wake up, no doubt with several aches and pains, but otherwise unaffected. This done, Linnea and I leave Caline to her rest.
The third key I had Linnea make works for a room just past the ones occupied by the students. Once Linnea and I enter the room we both strip off and make straight for the double bed. I'm far too tired to play with the blonde, but nonetheless enjoy having her naked body lying at my side as we both fall into sleep.
Linnea's shift starts at nine. At around eight I release her from my mental 'sleep' command. She wakes up, lying face down, screaming into the pillow. Perhaps because I had buried my dick deep inside her ass before waking her. Her protests are handily masked by the thick hotel pillow as I pump my dick in her quivering ass. This may be the last time I enjoy this particular girl, so I make sure to push as deep into her as I can, fully savoring the feel of her tight asshole and the sight of her ass jiggling with every downward stroke. Of course I cannot say goodbye to Linnea before flipping her over and fucking her impressive chest once more. I have to remove her speaking ability to prevent waking the neighbors, so she watches me in silence as she pushes her own breasts together, creating a deep channel which I eagerly fill with dick. I smile down at her look of disgust as I cum on her tits - I make sure to get some on her face as well as a sort of comment on how much her revulsion matters to me.
Ten minutes later, Linnea is in the shower washing off my cum from her face and breasts before dressing. I shower and dress and follow her down to reception. We take the stairs to avoid contact with others; I have to get the timing of the next part just right. At the stairwell door I hear no noise in the small reception, so I order Linnea through while I stand holding the stairwell door open. There is no-one about, so Linnea sits at the reception desk and promptly falls asleep. I wipe her memory with practiced speed, finishing just in time for the previous shift's receptionist to appear from the breakfast room door on the other side. My closing of the stairwell door goes unnoticed while the receptionist wakes Linnea. Linnea is understandably confused to have no memory of getting to work, let alone sleeping at the desk, but her colleague jokes about her partying all night and not changing her uniform, and soon Linnea is assuming she did exactly that. I'm always impressed by the human mind's ability to make up explanations and believe them. Satisfied, I start walking back up the stairs to my room.
Lying in my room I don't have to wait long until I hear a group of people going past my door to the elevators, talking animatedly in French. The students are leaving to explore the city. When the last voices disappear I head out to see if my plan worked.
This time I scan the room before entering, as well as the rooms nearby. There are three minds in the room and no others on this end of the corridor. I can only issue orders to one mind at a time, so I ready myself for quick action as I use my key to enter the room.
I don't need to worry, however; the girls are awake but they are all still in bed and their reactions are considerably slowed by the throbbing headaches and queasiness I had given them the night before. I quickly enter each mind in turn and order them to be silent and still. It seems my plan worked - their 'illness' was enough to stop them from joining the others but not so severe that their teacher sent a doctor. Perhaps Caline assumed it was jet lag. Whatever the reasoning, the result is that these three girls are mine for the rest of the day. I lock the door and stand in front of the beds with a wide smile on my face, in contrast to the looks of fear and confusion on the faces of the girls sitting up and staring at me.
"Ladies! Welcome to town. I hear you are not feeling well? That's easily fixed."
With a (completely unnecessary) flourish of one hand I undo the tweaks I had made in their minds last night, and instantly the girls' headaches vanish and queasiness fades.
"Feeling better now? Good. Such a shame you missed your tour today, but don't worry. Today will be a day of discovery and delight! Discovery for you, delight for me."
As I talk, I am removing my clothes, to the increasing horror of the girls. Soon I am naked before them, my dick erect and pointing straight at the brunette Lila in the middle bed. Lila is painfully aware of her own near nakedness; just to increase her embarrassment I openly leer at her breasts. I bow, and on my command the girls applaud loudly.

My grand entrance amuses me, but its real purpose is to study Marinette's reaction. I am carefully studying her mind throughout, looking for any signs of her talent or any memories of herself as Ladybug. I am pleased to find nothing; just frantic attempts to move her body and the growing realization that she cannot. Looks like I can safely play.
Once the girls have finished applauding I address them once more.
"I'm sure you are anxious to know what is going on, and I'm happy to tell you. I have the power to control the minds and bodies of other people. That is what I'm doing to you now. There is no way out of my control until I decide to release you, but you are welcome to try."
"You will serve as my sexual playthings. Everything I want you to do, you will do. I'm going to fuck all your holes until I get tired and then I'll have you fuck each other until I'm ready to fuck you some more."
"Any questions? You may speak now."
I release the girls' speaking ability. There is silence for a moment until they realize they can speak again, and then all three talk at once. I listen patiently for ten seconds or so before removing the girls' speech again.
"Clearly you are having difficulty grasping your situation. That's okay. Actions speak louder and all that. Juleka, come here."
The goth girl's mind jumps when she hears her name, but her body obeys my mental command instantly. She gets out of bed and stands in front of me, her back to the other two girls. I look into her wide eyes, which are a bright clear brown.
"Juleka, strip."
Despite her mind's frantic efforts to resist, her hands reach for the straps of her camisole and slip them off her shoulders (a talent such as Marinette used to be might have successfully resisted my mental orders, but I've yet to meet a normal person who can). Juleka's top is pushed down to her waist, whereupon she adjusts her grip to hold the panties as well, pushing them both over her hips. I glance behind Juleka to make sure the other girls are watching, and indeed their eyes are fixed intently on their friend as her clothes fall around her feet.
I look Juleka's naked body up and down. She is indeed slim, with breasts that don't quite qualify as handfuls. Her black-purple hair reaches below her waist, contrasting well with her smooth pale skin. Her pubic hair sits in a neatly trimmed triangle pointing to her clearly visible pussy in an impressive thigh gap. I notice she has gone as far as dying her pubic hair purple. I'm curious as to why, but an exploration of her mind finds no boyfriend, girlfriend or sexual experience beyond her own hairbrush-assisted masturbation. I guess the girl just likes to be thorough.
I give Juleka an encouraging smile (which is met with the same frightened stare as before), then look past her to address the other girls.
"Are you getting the idea yet? I can make you do anything I want. Anything."
To emphasize my point (but mainly because I want to) I bow my head as Juleka raises hers. Her lips meet mine and soon we are making out.
Juleka turns out to be a passionate kisser. Her tongue is inexperienced but energetic as it whips around my mouth, her lips pressing against mine. I look forward to trying her tongue out in other ways. One hand goes to her breasts, finding them soft and pliable; the other snakes around to caress her ass, pushing our lower bodies together so the teen can feel my erection against her stomach.
Abruptly I end our intimate make out session and Juleka steps to my side, her body against mine and her hands softly stroking my chest.
"Your turn Lila, come here."
As the brunette walks towards me I notice a distinct swing in her hips. Unintentional of course, but undeniably sensual. Up close, Lila's breasts are larger than I had guessed, easily c-cups, sitting proudly on her well-formed athletic body. I waste no time in feeling their firmness, before running my hands down to her taught stomach.
"Very nice, girl. Why don't you turn around and show me what you got back there."
I catch a look of desperation passing between Juleka and Lila before Lila turns around. Lila looks great from behind as well, especially when I issue her a mental command and she bends over to remove her panties. I stop her before she straightens up, and reach down to caress her round peach of an ass. I take my dick and rub the head between her ass cheeks and down over her clean-shaven pussy. I resist the urge to fuck Lila straight away, because I like the build-up so much, but the feel of my dick against her ass and pussy sends Lila's mind into a panic. She is almost relieved when she finds herself standing up, turning around and pushing her tongue into my mouth.
Where Juleka's kiss was inexperienced but intense, Lila's is knowledgeable enough to use a light touch. Her lips brush against mine, tongue only occasionally making forays out to flutter against mine. Reaching into her mind I am unsurprised to find Lila is considerably more experienced than Juleka, and not just in kissing. I see memories of multiple sexual partners, although at the same time I see her exaggerating her worldliness to her classmates. None of her partners have been women, nor has she engaged in group or anal sex, despite her claims. Well, I can fix that. As the kiss continues Lila's hands join Juleka's on my body, her light teasing touch roaming over some of my most sensitive regions. This girl is intoxicating, and I haven't even gotten to the main attraction yet.
Said attraction watches with wide blue eyes as Lila (whose eyes are a deep green, I belatedly notice) moves to my side opposite Juleka, her kisses travelling from my mouth to my ear and neck.
"Marinette, come join the party."
The dark-haired teen hops off the bed and goes to stand in front of me, just as Juleka and Lila had before. Marinette's two piece pajama set reveals nothing of the body underneath. A probe of her memories show no sexual experience at all, not even the usual teen fumblings at parties and dark movie theaters. I release her mental gag before issuing other commands.
"Hey, Marinette, how about a dance."
"Quoi ? Je ne comprends pas- ah !"
Marinette begins to sway to a beat only she can hear. Her movements are jerky and poorly timed; the grace and athletic prowess she showed as Ladybug was obviously an aspect of her powers. Nonetheless I enjoy watching the girl's awkward dancing, especially when her hands take hold of the hem of her pajama top and begin to lift it up, revealing a smooth flat stomach and pert b-cup breasts, unencumbered by a bra. Marinette's vision is blocked while she pulls the top over her head; when the top is removed and thrown to the side she sees her two friends have moved their hands to my dick, slowly stroking my shaft and running fingernails over my balls as I watch her strip.
"Lila ? Juleka ? Que faites-vous ?"
Marinette's hands run down past her breasts until they hook into the waistband of her pajama pants. As she pushes the pants down she turns, so that by the time they are around her ankles she is facing away from me, bent over with her perfect round ass pointing at me, covered only by a pair of simple light pink cotton panties. I mentally order Marinette to turn her head and look back at me as she starts to remove her last piece of clothing.
"Non, s'il vous plaît, non, ne faire pas ça, s'il vous plaît !"
Marinette's plaintive words (whatever they are) do not stop her from slipping her panties down, revealing her compact but perfectly formed ass to me and her two friends. The girls on either side of me kick their masturbation of me up a gear as I admire Marinette's petite body. Juleka's hand grips my dick and strokes the shaft firmly while Lila's fingers twist and dance around the head.
Marinette's pussy is clean shaven - no, not shaven, waxed. I guess pubic hair would be uncomfortable in her skintight Ladybug costume (I can't confirm that guess because of course Marinette now has no memories of wearing that costume). Her pussy lips are visible in the gap between her thighs.
Marinette is surprised that she does not stand up as the others had done. Instead, on my silent orders she sinks to her hands and knees and turns around. Marinette crawls towards me, her panties still around her ankles and her ass swaying as she moves. Lila and Juleka get on their knees but do not stop working my dick; they move my dick to keep it pointed at Marinette's upturned face as she approaches. I widen my stance, allowing Marinette to kneel between my legs. She places her hands on the floor behind her, leaning back so that her frightened face is mere inches away from my dick. Marinette is breathing heavily, making her breasts rise and fall most attractively. Even to a novice like her what happens next is obvious.
"Oh mon Dieu ! Non Comment faites-vous ça ? S'il vous plaît, je n'ai jamais fait ... ça avant."
I look down and admire the tableau. Marinette Dupain-Cheng, formerly the teen superhero Ladybug, is kneeling before me in her hotel room, naked, helpless and pleading while her two equally naked friends are pointing my dick at her face and using their hands to bring me rapidly to orgasm. Some days it is great to be me.
I feel my legs tense up, and quickly order Lila to move her hand from the tip of my dick to fondle my swollen balls, allowing Juleka to vigorously pump my dick.
"Ugh, yeah that's it Juleka. Marinette, I can see what you are thinking and no. No Ladybug is coming to save you this time. The only person - ah - the only one coming is me."
I have to rush out the last words before Juleka's and Lila's hands finally bring me to climax. Cum flies out of my dick and lands square on Marinette's open mouth. Her protests sputter out as she closes her mouth tight. The next load catches her across one cheek just under her eye. She reflexively closes her eyes as well. I issue rapid mental commands and both her eyes and mouth open wide, so Marinette can watch as I plunge my dick between her lips and cum into her mouth. Our very first physical contact is the head of my dick on Marinette's tongue, as I coat it in warm sticky cum. I order the cute teen to close her lips around my pulsing shaft and watch her expression of discomfort and disgust as she tastes semen for the first time (but certainly not the last).
Coming down from my climax high, I notice my hands had automatically grasped Lila and Juleka by the hair. I see Juleka has closed her eyes tight shut, unwilling to watch her friend being abused. Lila however is watching with open eyes, not so much out of concern for Marinette as fear for what I planned to do to her. While Marinette's tongue starts licking the last of my cum from my dick I lift the other girls up by the hair (and by my mental commands, otherwise they would not disobey my earlier orders to kneel even if I tore their hair out). I address the two girls, looking at each in turn.
"Whew! Well done you two. Especially you, Juleka, for a girl who has never touched a dick before you did well."
"Alright, Marinette, there's no more cum to lick up. Don't worry, there will be plenty more later. For now just go clean up. Don't get up. Crawl to the bathroom. Let's get a good view of that ass."
"Juleka, Lila, push those beds together. We'll need enough space for all of us to play."
I admire Marinette's ass swinging from side to side as she crawls to the bathroom (without protest as I had removed her ability to speak before her lips left my dick). Her panties slide off her ankles on the way there, leaving her wearing nothing but the ribbons tying her hair and my cum on her face. Meanwhile, the other two girls are busy moving bedside tables, pushing the three single beds together and putting the covers aside. Once they are done I walk over to the middle bed and stretch out on my back. I hear water running in the bathroom. Juleka and Lila lie down on either side of me; I spread my arms and the girls rest their heads on my shoulders, their bodies against mine. Two legs twine over mine, and two arms stroke my chest gently.
"Well, while Marinette's getting ready for the next round it's just us three. It'll take a bit of work for me to be ready to go again, but I have faith in you two. Lila, you've sucked dick before, right?"
"..."
"Oh, yes sure. You may speak."
"I.. what? Non capisco. Per favore, come lo stai facendo?"
"That's not French. What... oh, I see. Italian exchange student. Italiano?"
"Sì, italiana. Mi capisci? Io non parlo inglese."
"I have no idea what you said but it sounds beautiful, babe. Now, let's put that mouth to better use."
"Che cosa? No, per favore no. Non lo farò!"
Lila's protests (I assume that's what they are) make no difference. As soon as I send the right mental commands the brunette rises and repositions herself to lie on her stomach at a right angle to my waist, her upper body raised onto her elbows. I admire the curves of her body in profile, her long legs leading to the round curve of her ass. I can't reach her ass from here, but her breasts are in range of my hand. I reach down and feel then as they hang from her raised chest, lifting them a little to feel the weight of them. Lila's head meanwhile is poised over my crotch; her hair is obscuring my view so I order her to brush it away on one side. Lila doesn't stop talking, her tone becoming more urgent right until she ducks her head down and wraps her lips around my semi-erect dick.
"No, no! Per piacere non farmi fare questo. Non è giusto, non puoi-mmf!"
My dick is still recovering from my earlier exertions, but the sensations that this shapely Italian teen is giving as she takes my dick into her warm wet mouth, not the mention the feel of her breasts against my hand, is doing wonders for my libido. I actually shudder when Lila's tongue starts twirling around my dick, its movements similar to when we were kissing but so much more fun this way. Lila works to encourage my dick to full readiness, her cheeks going concave as she sucks hard. I spare a glance at Juleka, and see that again her eyes are tight shut. That won't do; with a mental command Juleka's eyelids open and stay open, while she raises her head on one arm and turns to look down at Lila. I absent-mindedly stroke Juleka's hair, finding it soft and glossy to the touch.
"Watch carefully Juleka. Lila -uh- yes, Lila knows how to suck dick alright. Watch and learn."
I feel my dick grow with Lila's skilful encouragement, to the point where she starts having trouble fitting it in her mouth. Instead she focuses on the sensitive head, alternating between slow swirling of her tongue around the tip and quick bobbing of her head, lips tight around the shaft for maximum friction. I'm surprised at her skill; digging into her memories show only two guys before me have gotten head from Lila, neither of them being treated to her current performance. Digging deeper provides the answer - in order to impress her female friends with her sexual knowledge, Lila has been watching 'instructional' porn. Clearly she's a good study; her blowjob skills have quickly returned me to full hardness. Once again I address Juleka, releasing her speech as I do so.
"Alright Juleka, go join your friend. See if you can keep up with her."
"But... I never... please, I don't want."
"Oh, you speak English?"
"Yes, a little. Mais - but why you do this?"
"If you could feel what Lila's mouth is doing to me you wouldn't need to ask, babe."
"...what?"
"Never mind. Get down there and suck me."
"No... no, please, please I-"
I cut off her speech again; for some reason her broken English is mildly annoying. Instead Juleka is silent as she takes up the same position as Lila on the other side of me. With some reluctance I order the brunette to lift her lips off my dick. I open my legs a little to allow her to lick my balls instead, while Juleka looks down in dismay at my erect dick, glistening with Lila's saliva. The cute goth girl opens her mouth, lowers her head and for the first time tastes a man's dick as it passes between her lips. Her head keeps descending, more and more of my dick disappearing into her mouth until she stops about two thirds down. She pauses for a moment, then pulls her head back up and off my dick. Again she pauses; I feel her hot breath on my dick before she begins her descent again.
Juleka's blowjob is basic, but it certainly does the trick. I reach down with my unoccupied hand and caress the goth girl's exposed breasts, something that causes an extra wave of humiliation to wash over Juleka's mind. With the girls on either side of me I can compare breasts as they suck me. Lila's are clearly bigger but both girls' breasts are smooth and firm. Juleka's nipples are a light pink and too small to grip properly. Lila's inverted nipples are an unusual feature; I try to tease one out but it stays firmly inside.
By the time Marinette emerges from the bathroom (face cleaned and make-up reapplied; all three holes thoroughly cleaned) she finds Lila Rossi and Juleka Couffaine sharing my dick, kissing and licking either side of my shaft and taking turns to suck and bob their mouths on the head. Marinette stares at her two friends as she walks over to the bed and climbs on, but I do not have her join them for the moment. We haven't been properly introduced yet, after all. So instead Marinette curls up beside me, her head on my chest looking up at me. My view of the other two girls is blocked, but that's okay. Marinette moves her head up and soon our lips touch. Our mouths open and we begin to kiss. Marinette is a timid kisser, clearly unsure what to do. How does a girl this attractive have so little experience? I dip into her mind and find that she has a crush on one boy in her class who does not reciprocate. All other suitors have been ignored. How dull.
I continue to wander through Marinette's memories, partly because I am curious about this Ladybug and partly because I want to delay climax a little more - two hot teens sucking my dick while I make out with a third is something I want to savor for a while. Although Marinette's memories of being Ladybug have been completely and permanently removed, I left her memories of other people talking about Ladybug, news shows, etc. It would be noticeable if she just forgot about the superhero entirely. The more I see the more impressed I am with her (former) abilities. And with her skintight costume, which she thought was 'magic' but was simply a manifestation created by her now-expunged powers. I am puzzled how this could work - I can create only simple illusions under specific conditions, not something as complicated as a superhero costume. Let alone one that can fool a camera.
Another little item thrown up by my wandering through Marinette's mind - a classmate of hers was once mistaken for being Ladybug but turned out just to be a fan in a cosplay costume. Apparently this classmate is on the same trip. Hmm, I wonder...
Moving back to the present, I find my hands have wandered to explore Marinette's body. Her breasts are round and very pert, with prominent nipples. Flicking her nipples produces a flash of not-quite-pain in Marinette's mind. I take one nipple between my thumb and forefinger and pinch until the not-quite-pain becomes actual-pain, then release it and let my hand travel down her flat stomach to explore between her legs. I easily fit a couple of fingers in the gap between her thighs, but her pussy is much more difficult. That's easily fixed - I run through the commands to arouse the dark-haired teen's body and soon her pussy is slick and slightly swollen, making it possible to slip first one finger, then another, then a third inside her. The invasion of my fingers into her body is extremely alarming to the virgin teen, so much so that I have to reach into her mind and dial down her emotions a little before she faints. While Marinette may not welcome the feeling of my fingers in her pussy I certainly do. The girl's pussy is tight around me, allowing me to feel every bump and wrinkle. I don't dig my fingers in too far; this is not how I intend to take her virginity. Marinette's breathing quickens as we continue to make out.
I can't see which girl is doing what to my dick, but it doesn't matter - Juleka's and Lila's blowjob styles are different enough that I can tell whose mouth is on me from how they use their lips and tongue. Reaching into their minds I find differing emotional states also. Juleka is humiliated at being forced to suck me, at being naked in front of me and her friends, and also by the little spark of curiosity deep inside her that is watching Lila's skill at giving head. Lila on the other hand has gone past embarrassment and landed on anger. There is no hint of it in her technique, which is still precise and attentive, but her mind is roiling with images of revenge, desperate plans for escape, and other fantasies. Good for her. Or bad, maybe, because her rebelliousness is attractive to me. Looking into Lila's memories of previous boyfriends, I find she broke up with one because he would try to pump his dick in her mouth rather than let her take control. Not a fan of deepthroating, apparently.
I break off my kiss with Marinette and speak.
"Hey babe, how about you go help your friend Lila down there."
Marinette is silent of course, and on my mental command moves down to lean over Lila, taking her head in her hands. Meanwhile I order Juleka to kneel on the bed, facing me with her legs spread close enough that I can slip one hand between them and cup her pussy. I initiate Juleka's arousal as well, and start to stroke her pussy lips as they warm up. Meanwhile, Marinette has gathered Lila's hair in her hands, holding it back to allow me a clear view of the Italian girl as she struggles to fit as much of my dick in her mouth as possible. I start moving my hips, sliding my dick in and out of the brunette teen's wide mouth. Marinette uses her grip to angle Lila's head just right, and soon my dick is pushing into Lila's throat, to Lila's growing alarm. Marinette pushes Lila's head down as I push my dick up, and finally I am fully inside Lila's warm mouth, a good inch or two of my dick embedded in her throat. Lila starts to panic as she runs out of air; before she passes out I pull back enough to clear her throat and she takes a deep breath through her nose. I wait until Marinette has a good hold on Lila's head before I start thrusting again, making sure to get my head into her throat each time.
Lila's lips are tight against my shaft; her hands grip the sheets tightly as she tries to stay in place. The Italian girl's panic is tinged with anger at being throatfucked like this, a mix of feelings that taste delicious to a talent like mine and encourage me to thrust my dick in her mouth with as much force and speed as I can manage lying down. Marinette is horrified by her own actions even as she knows she cannot control herself. The dark-haired girl's pigtails sway as my thrusts make the bed bounce; her mouth is a thin line of tension as she helps me abuse Lila. Juleka meanwhile has closed her eyes yet again, but that just allows her to focus more on the feeling of my fingers, which by now are sawing in and out of her wet pussy in time with my dick sawing in and out of Lila's mouth. I have her place her hands behind her on her heels, pushing her chest out towards me.
I feel my orgasm build rapidly now that I've taken the driving seat. I wait until the last moment before ordering Marinette to raise Lila's head. Marinette jerks Lila's head back off my dick, so quickly that Lila's mouth hangs wide open. I grab my dick and aim it at Lila’s mouth just in time before my cum starts flowing out. A large thick dollop of cum lands directly inside Lila's mouth, who instinctively closes it but not before I mentally order her not to swallow. I raise my hips a little to ensure that the rest of my cum coats her mouth and nose, before slapping my dick against her cheek.
"Ugh! Whew! Good girl, Lila. Hey Juleka, Lila has something for you."
Juleka leans over while Marinette moves to allow Lila to rise also. To Juleka's horror she and Lila share a deep kiss over my body, and I watch as Lila's tongue pushes some of my cum into Juleka's mouth.
"Don't worry Juleka, you'll get some straight from the source later."
(I know neither girl is likely to understand me. But as you may have realized by now, everything I do is for my own amusement.)
I have ejaculated now three times this morning, which even for me is a challenge (no superpowered stamina here, just long experience of sexual marathons like this). I slide my body up and out from the girls, letting Juleka and Lila continue their kiss. I order Marinette to lie down, and soon she is asleep. Juleka and Lila follow shortly (I allow them to swallow first of course). All three girls are now sleeping, naked and sweaty. I take a quick shower, dress and once more head down to the reception.
Linnea is still at reception, looking very tired, about to open up a packet of chicken salad for lunch. Instead she suddenly decides to look up the name Chloé Bourgeois on the guest list. She generates a key for Chloé's room and hands it to me before falling asleep at her desk and once again forgetting all about me.
The elevator takes me back to the fourth floor. I dig a piece of lettuce out of my teeth and discard the empty salad box in a nearby trashcan. Chloé's room is opposite Marinette's, but where Marinette has to share with two others Chloé apparently gets a room all to herself. A bigger one, even. She isn't here of course, the tour group won't be back until late evening, so I have plenty of time to search through her clothing. I'm in luck - the little fangirl has indeed brought her Ladybug costume along. Browsing through the drawers on her bedside table I find a bonus. A large pink studded vibrator with accompanying lube. Another drawer reveals something even more interesting. Exactly what use a girl like Chloé would have for a strap-on dildo is a mystery, although I vaguely recall Marinette's memories of Chloé constantly being accompanied by some nerdy friend/lackey. Perhaps Chloé uses her little servant for more than homework and assignments. I take all these items and carry them back to Marinette's room, hiding the vibrator, strap-on and lube in a drawer of one of the bedside tables.
I let Juleka and Lila sleep, but on my command Marinette wakes, rises and looks blearily at me. I hold up the Ladybug costume and release her speaking ability.
"Hey babe. Fancy a little cosplay?"
"Quoi ? Qu'est-ce que c'est ?"
Marinette takes the costume from my hands and starts to struggle into it while I strip off once more and go sit in the armless chair, having turned it to face her. The costume is a very tight fit; I enjoy watching her wiggle around. Finally it is on, complete with yo-yo, earrings and domino mask.
"Vous voulez que je m'habille en Ladybug ? Mais... pourquoi ? S'il vous plaît, je suis épuisée."
Ladybug (I can't think of her as anyone else while she's in costume) is almost as confused as I am amused. I look her up and down. Perfect. Her costume is so tight it conceals nothing; Ladybug's chest is prominently displayed, and her mask only adds to her allure. She turns around and I get a great view of her ass. If anything her ass looks even better in the costume than it does naked.
I have Ladybug assume several poses in her costume, perform a few high kicks and generally stretch and bend for my amusement. Her lack of powers (and the physical restrictions of the non-'magical' suit) do not allow her to move quite like Ladybug, but it's as close as anyone will ever get now, and up close it is no less effective. I feel the blood rushing to my crotch as Ladybug turns her back to me and does the splits, accentuating the curve of her ass and the length of her legs, before rising ass-first into a doggy position. All the while she is protesting. Or asking questions. Or something, I'm not sure.
"Aïe, ça fait mal ! Je ne peux pas me plier autant ! Laissez-nous tranquille, et nous ne dirons rien à personne. Je vous le promet. S'il vous plaît ?"
"Goddamn, Ladybug, you look good in that outfit. Like it was made for you. Unfortunately it does cover you up. But that's okay. there's at least one hole I can see. Come over here."
I beckon to Ladybug and she stops her routine and walks over to where I am seated. I open my legs, and Ladybug drops to her knees between them. My dick isn't fully erect yet, but it is stiff enough that she does not need her hands to hold it. I watch carefully as Ladybug bends her head down and gives my dick a long languid lick. Ladybug's face screws up in displeasure.
"Ugh, c'est dégoûtant ! Pas de nouveau, je ne veux pas- ah !"
The dark-haired girl's litany is interrupted every time she goes to lick my dick. The feel of her tongue against me, lifting my dick up before letting it drop down, is doing the trick. Each time she releases my dick it falls down a little less, until soon it is standing up proud and ready. On my orders, Ladybug takes one hand and holds my dick at the base, angling it down so that she can look up at me while the head slides between her lips. The dark-haired teen holds her gaze on mine as she moves her head slowly forward, enveloping more and more of my dick in her hot mouth. Once she gets halfway she removes her hand and starts pulling back, until only the tip is past her tightly-pressed lips. Then she begins to slide her head towards me again; then back; then forwards, and so on, each time going a fraction faster and getting a little deeper. Shortly I hit the back of her mouth, but with a little mental suppression of her gag reflex my dick is soon entering her throat. I sit back, relax and watch as the teen superhero Ladybug kneels between my legs, fellating me while looking up at me with pleading eyes.
For a while the room is quiet apart from Lila and Juleka's breathing in their sleep and the rhythmic wet sounds of Ladybug's mouth servicing my dick. Ladybug is not using her tongue; she is sucking me in every time she moves her head forward, then sealing her lips tight around my shaft to keep it in place as she draws back. The feeling is intense, and it takes a lot of self-control not to let myself cum in her mouth. As a distraction, I wonder what to do next; I do want to fuck her pussy, but this costume has no convenient holes and it would be such a waste to peel it off now. The light from the closed bathroom door gives me an idea.
I take hold of the back of Ladybug's head and push her down into my crotch, forcing as much of my dick down her throat as possible before releasing her and standing up.
"Mmmf ! Guoi ! Je.. je ne pouvais plus... respirer... Quoi ? Où allez-vous ?"
I leave Ladybug kneeling and go to the bathroom, dick swinging freely. Rummaging through the girl's cosmetics I soon find a pair of nail scissors, and return with them to the bedroom.
Ladybug is facing away from me, in front of the vacant chair. On my mental orders she leans her arms on the seat of the chair and raises her ass. I take a moment to admire the pose before approaching with the scissors.
"Où êtes-vous ? S'il vous plaît, ne m'obligez pas à vous sucer encore une une fois. Je... Hé !.. Qu'est que vous faites ?"
I pinch the fabric and open a little hole in the costume, just at the top of Ladybug's ass. I slowly cut down and Ladybug's (or I guess Chloé's) costume starts to split apart. It's still tight across her ass, and in fact opening up a slit causes the costume to part her ass cheeks, exposing Ladybug's asshole and (as I cut further down) thoroughly depilated pussy. I had started manipulating her arousal levels before fetching the scissors, and am pleased to see her pussy is wet and ready. I put the scissors aside, take hold of the girl's slender hips, angle just right, and without warning push my hard dick into Ladybug's exposed pussy.
"Ah, c'est froid ! Qu'est-ce-que, non, pas là, ne pas là- AAH !"
Ladybug's pussy is wet enough to let me in about two inches on the first penetration, not much but enough to get the head in. I push harder and feel the skin of my shaft being pulled back as I squeeze another couple of inches inside her. Ladybug's pussy is tight as only an athletic teen virgin's can be. I start my strokes, little ones at first but quickly building in length and forcefulness. She's still talking; I don't understand every word but I think it is safe to assume she is not enjoying this half as much as I am.
"Mon Dieu ! Ah ! Non non non, arrêtez, arrêtez, s'il vous plaît ! Uhn...uhn...uhnnon non, arrêtez, vous me faites mal !"
Ladybug's words may not make sense to me, but I can sense the thoughts roiling around her head, the confusion and helplessness which to a mindreader like me tastes delicious. Spurred on by this I redouble my assault on her poor abused pussy. Her thoughts crumble further and her protests degenerate to simple gasping and moaning, with the occasional squeal as my dick reaches new, deeper parts of her body.
Ladybug's costume is thin enough that I can feel the warmth of her body through my hands as I grip her waist. I admire the way the red and black of her costume changes to the light pink of her skin where the scissors opened a hole, and changes again to the darker pink of her petite pussy. The feel of Ladybug's pussy around my dick is fantastic, but every time I look down to watch the action I catch sight of her asshole. There is no way I am not going to tap that; the problem is how to do so without tearing the poor girl apart? Ladybug's pussy is a tight fit even with her natural lubricant. Lubricant, hmm.
I pull out of Ladybug abruptly. She expects to feel my cum splashing on her again, but instead I walk over to the bed. I wipe my dick on the corner of the bed (a little blood is to be expected the first time) before reaching over to the drawer in the bedside table where I had stashed Chloé's little toys. I grab the bottle of lube and return to my costumed plaything.
I apply liberal amounts of lube to my dick, and squirt some on her ass for good measure. Ladybug's head is still turned back but she cannot quite make out what I'm doing. I take one last look at the girl's pristine ass before placing the head of my dick at the entrance to her asshole. I hold my dick in place with one hand, while I use the other to pull one side of her ass, opening it as far as I can. The lube reduces Ladybug's sensitivity so she does not notice when my dick first touches her asshole, but as I start pushing the head against her anal ring she finally realizes what I'm doing.
"Qu'est-ce que vous faties ? S'il vous plaît, vous avez déjà fait cà , je - NON C'est pas le bon trou ! Quoi ? Ca ne passera pas ! S'il vous plait non, je -AIE !"
I have to use my mental control to loosen her anal muscles in addition to the lube, but the steady pressure of my dick is eventually rewarded. I watch the head of my dick pop into Ladybug's asshole, taking her last shred of virginity. The cute teen superhero marks the occasion with a scream which quickly descends to a plaintive wail. But of course I don't stop there. I continue to press my hips down, and inch by gradual inch my dick penetrates deeper into Ladybug's ass. It isn't long before my slow progress stops entirely. Normally I would start stroking my dick in and out at this point, but right now all I want to do is have my full length inside this quivering girl. So I add more lube, mentally tweak her muscles to relax further, grab her hips with both hands and shove forwards.
By this time Ladybug's protests have been replaced by rapid deep breaths. As I pull her body to me and my dick forces its way deeper in, her head jerks and she lets out a sharp cry. I brace myself and push forwards again, and again Ladybug lets out an incoherent howl. I have to limit the volume of her screams, but I let her pant and moan as I relentlessly work my dick into her trembling ass.
I get about two thirds of my dick inside Ladybug before I simply cannot penetrate deeper. The dark-haired girl shudders beneath my grip, her only sounds now the occasional pained groan. I too am in some discomfort as the walls of Ladybug's asshole squeeze my dick. Perhaps it is possible for an ass to be *too* tight?
No. I will not let Ladybug's ass defeat me. I move my hands up her body, and with some difficulty (and considerable wordless laments from Ladybug) I lie upon the floor of the hotel room while Ladybug squats over me, her back to me and my dick still deep in her ass. This new position opens up her ass a fraction more; I return my hands to her waist and mentally order Ladybug to bear her full weight down on my dick. Finally, with a damp squish, Ladybug's lube-coated ass meets my hips and my dick is all the way inside her incredibly tight asshole. Both Ladybug and I let out heartfelt moans, although mine is mostly of pleasure. I look down to see my dick completely penetrating the ass of the girl I had obsessed about for hours, ever since glimpsing her from a coffee shop across the street.
It still isn't enough though - I want to see her face as well. So I issue some mental commands and once again Ladybug starts moving. This time she raises herself up a little (not enough to remove more than a couple of inches of my dick from her), and awkwardly starts turning around. The sensation of Ladybug's ass twisting around my dick is fiercely pleasurable, and as she turns to face me I don't need to be a mind-reader to see the effect it has on her. Ladybug is squatting with her hands on my thighs; the teen superhero's clear blue eyes are half closed in a wince of pain. When I order her to start using her legs muscles to raise and lower herself I get to see her eyes fly open in shock as her anal violation shifts up a gear. Her cheeks are flushed. Her mouth alternates between being tight shut with gritted teeth and hanging open as she begs and moans. It's an expression of pure defeat, which only encourages me to grip her small waist and start thrusting my hips upward, fucking her even harder than she can manage herself. Looking down I can gaze straight at her pussy, red and swollen from earlier. The curve of her ass is visible when she raises her legs; when she lowers them I get to see her impale her ass on my dick as well as feel it. The pain of my dick being squeezed into such a small space is heavily outweighed by the waves of pleasure radiating from my crotch as Ladybug pushes her own ass onto my dick.
Raising and lowering her body from a squatting position using only her leg muscles is tough, especially when Ladybug's been put through her paces already. Sweat breaks out on her face as she strains to maintain the slow but steady pace. But I don't want slow and steady any more, so once again we need to change. Ladybug pauses, her body resting on my hips and my dick hidden in her ass. For fun I have her rotate her hips a few times, eliciting fresh gasps from the poor abused teen, before finally ordering her to lift herself off completely and stand. As my dick exits Ladybug's ass I swear I feel it reinflate. I stand to face her. Ladybug is trying to get her breath back, her chest rising and falling, causing her breasts to strain against the tight fabric. I am momentarily mesmerized by this, but I snap out of it and fetch the nail scissors. Ladybug looks up fearfully at me as I approach her with the scissors in hand; I reach for the space between her breasts where a very little looseness can be found, and start cutting. A few judicious snips later and first one breast, then the other, are released from the tight costume. Guess I won't be returning this costume to Chloé. Thanks to my mental manipulations Ladybug's nipples are erect and stiff, and I take a moment to taste each one in my mouth. Salty sweet.
Ladybug has recovered enough to try to talk. Her efforts to form a sentence are cut short by me picking her up by the waist and half-throwing her onto the bed, between her soundly sleeping friends. Her newly-freed breasts jiggle pleasingly as she lands on her back. On my mental order she scoots up the bed to place her head level with Lila and Juleka's before lifting and parting her legs, presenting her pussy and ass to me as I position myself on my knees between her spread legs. I enter her pussy without ceremony, and Ladybug moans at the invasion. It takes a few strokes before I can get deep enough to start properly fucking her, but eventually I am pounding her tight teen pussy, watching her bounce and moan below me.
At this point I choose to wake up her friends. First Lila, then Juleka rise back into consciousness, to be met with the unmistakable sounds of sex. I have them both turn onto their sides so that they can see the action. Lila is the first to speak.
"Urgh, dove so- Ladybug? Oddio no, sei tu? Est-ce que c'est vous, Ladybug ?"
Lila's expression is one of confusion; I check her mind to find she is honestly unsure if she's in a nightmare or not. Juleka, however, is fully in reality. She looks up at me with her clear brown eyes, then looks Ladybug up and down as the teen superhero jerks up the bed with my every thrust. Juleka takes a deep breath and I expect a scream, but instead she lets it out as a despondent whisper: "Ladybug..."
Of course Marinette does not know she used to be Ladybug; in order to keep things simple I remove her speaking ability. Ladybug can only grit her teeth, close her eyes and lie flat on her back as I fuck her pussy while her friends watch on either side of her.
I pause, remove my dick and angle it down. My re-entry into her asshole causes Ladybug to arch her neck and shoulders, her mouth opening in a silent scream as her ass is violated again. Juleka doesn't understand what I just did, but I can tell from Lila's thoughts that she does. Lila continues to try to talk urgently to Ladybug.
"Oh mon dieu, Ladybug, comment at-il fait ça ? Utilisez vos pouvoirs, battez-vous, faites quelque chose, n'importe quoi ! Ladybug !"
Eventually, Lila seems to accept that no reply is coming, and falls silent herself except for the occasional "non" and "Dio mio". I spend some time alternating between Ladybug's pussy and asshole, enjoying the different feelings and reactions each produces. Whenever I enter either of Ladybug's holes her chest heaves and her eyes open wide; Lila and Juleka often wince in sympathy at this, but I do not allow them to turn away. Ladybug isn't the only one who's been hard at work though, and soon I feel it is time to finish this round. I turn my head to address Juleka.
"Juleka. Juleka!"
"... Yes?"
"Tell Ladybug she has a choice. Either I cum in her pussy or in her ass. But she's gotta tell me which one she wants fucked, and make it good or I'll choose for myself."
"Uh... what?"
"Hmmph. Okay, so I - me, right? I'm going to cum soon. Cum?"
It takes a little while and a few elaborate hand gestures before Juleka finally nods her head. I guess she understands, because she leans in to Ladybug and whispers in her ear. Juleka is blushing bright red as she does this, and when Ladybug turns her head to stare at Juleka she flinches and says:
"Je suis désolée, Ladybug, je suis vraiment désolée."
Ladybug closes her eyes shut. Reaching into her mind I can tell she is contemplating her options. The fear of pregnancy looms in her mind - a sensible worry as she does not know I am sterile. I see her choice in her mind before she opens her mouth to speak.
"..."
Ah, of course. I release her speaking ability as she tries a second time.
"Dans le cul."
"Pardon?"
"... Dans mon cul. Je choisi dans mon cul."
"Juleka, tell her she has to ask properly."
"...Ladybug, il dit que vous devez lui demander correctement."
Ladybug winces, partly in pain (I'm still inside her pussy at this point) but mostly in humiliation as she says clearly:
"S'il vous plaît remplissez moi le cul, monsieur."
"A fine choice, babe."
I withdraw my dick and watch as, on my mental orders Ladybug reaches down with both hands and pulls her ass open. I reapply lubricant to her open asshole and place my dick at the entrance. This time I watch Ladybug's reaction as I enter her. She tries to put on a brave face for her friends but as my shaft pushes deeper her resolve crumbles and she starts babbling in a plaintive, begging tone.
"S'il vous plaît, juste ... juste ejaculer. Je ne -Ah ! - ne peux plus vous prendre. Oh mon Dieu, s'il vous plaît arrêtez vite !"
I might not understand the words Ladybug speaks, but her friends do. They both watch in silence as the masked heroine is fucked in the ass, helpless and pleading. Juleka's mental reaction is straightforward - seeing her hero defeated and violated crushes all hope that she will be rescued or escape. Her visual reaction is the same; her eyes fill with tears I do not allow her to shed, partly for Ladybug and partly for herself. Lila is similarly dismayed, but I sense underneath that a flickering of... satisfaction? It seems Lila has no love for Ladybug, and a very small part of her mind is actually enjoying seeing the teen superhero being debased. I grab that feeling and amplify it as much as I can, which is not much but I swear I see the corners of Lila's mouth turn up as I begin pumping Ladybug's tight ass.
I am not gentle with my plaything now. I fuck Ladybug's ass as deep as her fantastically tight hole will let me, picking up speed as I feel my orgasm approach to Ladybug's considerable dismay. Finally, with one last thrust I start cumming. Ladybug feels my dick pulse inside her as I fill her asshole with my cum and lets out a groan that is part horror and part relief. I stay in place, my shaft buried deep inside the dark-haired teen's body until my load is completely spent. When I am finally ready to remove my dick, it is a mess of Ladybug's pussy juices, lube and cum. I stand on the bed, step forwards to straddle Ladybug's head, and lower my dick into Ladybug's open mouth.
"Ah mon Dieu. Attendez, qu'est-ce que vous faites ? Non, ne faites pas, no-MmmMFff !"
While Ladybug licks and sucks me clean, I take stock. My balls are drained once again, but if anything my arousal is all the stronger. I want to keep fucking, and my erect dick agrees. Just as well, really, I still have two girls to enjoy.
Once Ladybug has gotten my dick reasonably clean I remove it from her mouth, at the same time also removing her ability to speak. I turn around to face the other direction. moving back a little so that I am straddling Ladybug's head with my dick pointed down her body. I mentally order Lila to also straddle Ladybug in front of me, facing the same direction. Lila has had nothing to do since waking other than watch the teen superhero's defilement; her mind snaps to attention as she feels me move her body.
"Oh no. Cosa mi stai facendo adesso?"
Lila bends down until she is resting her elbows on the bed. Her head continues to lower, and as her face approaches Ladybug's asshole she realizes my intention.
"Oh Dio, no. E 'disgustoso! Non farmelo fare, non voglio-aagh!"
Lila's protests are obscured by her tongue sticking out of her mouth and poking into Ladybug's red abused asshole. The brunette starts cleaning up Ladybug, her tongue reaching deep inside the dark-haired girl's ass to get at the mixture of cum, lube and pussy juice within. Lila's mind is filled with disgust, not only at the task but also at having to service Ladybug. Not at all Lila's choice for her first lesbian encounter.
Lila's ass is raised in front of me, round and taught and very inviting. I gladly accept the invitation, running my hands over her buttocks while mentally ordering her pussy to warm up. I feel the muscles under the fit teen's smooth skin tense as they hold position. Meanwhile Ladybug makes herself useful by running her tongue over my balls as they hang over her head (and occasionally rest on top of her face).
Lila is far too distracted by the humiliation of sucking my cum out of Ladybug's ass to notice her own ass being fondled. In fact it is not until my dick presses against her pussy and starts sliding in that she starts to make loud but incoherent protests. Entering Lila is a much smoother process than with Ladybug. Perhaps because (unlike her friends) Lila has experienced penis before? Whatever the reason, most of my dick sinks into her depths on the first attempt. I start pumping my dick in Lila's pussy, enjoying the feel of the teen girl's vaginal walls sliding around my shaft. The motions catch Ladybug by surprise, but she tries to keep up, sometimes running her tongue over my balls and sometimes along my taint while my balls slap her chin. I hold Lila's waist and increase my speed. Lila's muted complaints take on a regular pattern as I fuck her, my thrusts punctuated by her sharp grunts which themselves vary between fearful, painful and angry.
I realize that Juleka has not uttered a word since she woke up, despite being able to speak. I don't want her to think I had forgotten her, so with a silent command she finds herself rising and heading off to the bathroom to wash the taste of cum out of her mouth. On the way back I have her fetch the vibrator from the drawer in the bedside table, as well as the lube bottle I had discarded earlier. Returned from these tasks she kneels on the bed next to me, her arms around my shoulders. I turn my head and we kiss deeply while I violate her friends.
I have Juleka pass the vibrator to Ladybug before sliding my dick out of Lila and standing, allowing Ladybug to insert the plastic penis in place of my fleshier one. The vibrator is larger than my dick, and Juleka's complaints grow accordingly, especially when Ladybug pushes it deep inside Lila and turns it on. The room is filled with a muffled buzzing and Lila's equally muffled squealing. Satisfied the vibrator is not likely to fall out, I again lower myself onto Ladybug's waiting face.
I take the bottle of lube from Juleka and apply it liberally to Lila's ass. Lila feels the cool gel on her skin and quickly draws the correct conclusion. For fun, I have her lift her head up from between Ladybug's legs while I ready my dick at the entrance to her ass.
"No ... no! Non metterlo là! Non ho mai avuto nulla làaaAAH FANCULO!"
Lila's asshole would have been a tight fit as it is, but squeezing my dick in with the vibrator already stretching her pussy is pushing her to the limits.
"Oh Dio, no, non ci starà. Ti prego, mi sfondi, non ci entrerà! Ah! Ah! AaaAAaAAAH!"
The tip of my dick goes in fairly smoothly. The challenge comes with getting the shaft into the brunette teen's ass. But I repeatedly push forwards, progressing a fraction of an inch at a time. Once I get enough inside, I hold steady. The muscles on Lila's ass are visibly taught as she experiences her first double penetration; her back is pricking with sweat. The Italian teen is almost passing out from the pain and shock of being filled beyond capacity. I reach into her mind and rebalance her emotions to dampen down her fear and amp up her anger. Immediately her attitude changes; I note with satisfaction that she is no longer going to pass out but instead is looking back at me with the purest hatred I've seen for a while.
"Io ... brutto stronzo, ti ucciderò per questo. Sporco sadico pervertito del cazzo! Ti conviene uccidermi quando hai finito, perché non appena mi libero TI TAGLIO IL CAZZO E TE LO INFILO SU PER IL -"
Lila's verbal assault is fierce and unrelenting - even the other girls are surprised at her vehemence. I don't reply, other than to smile and start stroking my dick inside her helpless ass. The contrast is wonderfully exciting. I look up and see Lila practically foaming at the mouth, ready to tear my throat out with her bare teeth. I look down and see her round naked ass, with my dick sliding in and out of her tight hole. The constriction of her ass around my dick is incredible, and I have to force myself to go slowly in order to prevent permanent damage (as well as to make the experience last as long as possible). The flesh between my dick and the plastic toy wedged deep inside Lila's pussy is thin enough that I can feel the buzz of the vibrator, adding an extra dimension to the experience.
I order Lila to return to licking Ladybug's pussy and asshole. Her stream of invective is muffled again as she bends her head back down, but adds a newly urgent tone as I take firm hold of Lila's hips and start fucking her in earnest. Even having cum so soon earlier and not taken time to rest, the sensations felt by my dick as Lila's ass clenches and spasms are intense, to say nothing of her almost incoherent screaming. Lila's body shudders and shakes, and I have to reach back into her mind to prevent her from passing out until I am finally ready to climax.
With one final thrust I come hard inside Lila's quivering ass, letting out a guttural moan as I grip her hips tightly. I don't have more than a few tepid spurts of cum left, but nonetheless the orgasm is strong. I hold my position until I feel my dick stop jerking and twitching. Lila's protests have reduced to moans and gasps by the time I withdraw. I make sure to dip my dick into Ladybug's mouth so she can lick and suck me clean - Lila has tasted Ladybug's ass, only fair that Ladybug gets a taste of Lila's. After a few moments I move aside to allow her and Lila to stand. Ladybug half-leads, half-carries an exhausted Lila to the bathroom to clean up.
I lie down and let Juleka lie next to me, gently caressing and kissing my body. I must have dozed off because the next thing I know Lila and Ladybug have returned from the bathroom and are standing beside the bed waiting for their next orders. Juleka of course has not stopped her fondling; right now her leg is hooked over mine, her lips nuzzling my neck while her fingernails gently run up and down my chest.
Lila and Ladybug look clean but tired; looking at the clock I realize they must have been standing there half an hour or more. Juleka and I stand while the other girls lie on the bed. It takes only a gentle nudge before both girls are asleep, leaving me alone with the cute goth teen. I turn to face Juleka, looking down into her fearful eye (the other is covered by her hair) and releasing her speaking ability.
"Well babe, looks like it's your turn."
"Non, s'il v - No, please, is not already enough?"
"I haven't been inside your pussy yet, Juleka. Or your ass."
"No, you don't have..."
"Oh but I do. I've fucked your friends already, not fucking you too would just be impolite. Come here babe."
On my mental command Juleka throws her arms around my shoulders and presses her body tight against mine, her head arching up to kiss me. Her long black and purple hair falls away from her face and I see both her clear brown eyes looking up at me as our mouths touch. I put my hands on her slim waist before sliding them down to cup her diminutive ass. Juleka lifts one leg and wraps it around me, leaning further into me as she does so. The innocent teen's body is having the obvious effect on me. I feel my dick rising, and soon so does Juleka as it bumps against her pussy. Juleka's mind jumps as she feels my warm shaft against her; it jumps once again as I order her hips to move, stroking my dick between her legs. I once again increase her physical arousal levels and soon my dick is getting sticky from Juleka's increasingly wet pussy.
We stand like this for a while. Juleka is pressed tight against me, her mouth locked with mine while her hips grind her pussy against my dick. In between kisses I take the time to whisper my plans for her into her ear. I hear her breath catch as I tell her how much I look forward to filling her ass with my dick, my words emphasized by pulling one asscheek aside and circling one finger gently around her asshole. Eventually I can take the teasing no more; I reach between Juleka's legs and angle my dick, and before Juleka realizes it the tip of my dick has entered her tight wet pussy. The goth teen's kiss does not pause and so she manages only a "mmff!" to mark her first experience of penetration. Her hips continue to rotate and grind, but now her motions twist and twirl her pussy around the first inch or two of my dick, considerably increasing the pleasure for me.
I cannot manage to insert any more than a couple of inches inside Juleka in this position. The bed is currently occupied by two sleeping teens, so I decide to get creative. I take hold of the leg already lifted against mine, and raise it further. On my command her other leg rises just right for me to catch it in my other hand behind her knee. Juleka's mouth is torn off mine as I lift her body, but she manages only a gasp before I walk forwards carrying her. Juleka's arms and legs reflexively wrap tightly around me. When her back hits the wall I lower her, and finally my dick pushes deep inside the cute goth teen. Juleka's mouth opens wide as she feels the new sensation of having a man fully inside her.
"Oooh.. Oh ! Vous vous êtes introduit en moi ? Mon Dieu..."
Juleka is remarkably light, or then perhaps she just feels that way because my blood is up. Either way I have no trouble pinning her against the wall and thrusting into her. Juleka gasps and grips me even more tightly, her fingers digging into my back. I'm going to have some impressive scratches. Her long hair protects her skin from the friction of being rubbed against the wallpaper.
It's a little awkward at first to find the right pose, but soon I have bent my knees just so and shifted her weight just right that I can lift her with my arms, then lower her and let gravity force her body onto my hard dick. When my arms tire I simply lean her against the wall, hold her in place and pump my hips, pistoning my dick in and out of her tight pussy in short rapid strokes. In this way I introduce the goth teen to the wonderful world of fucking, or at least to the experience of being a mind-controlled fucktoy. Juleka continues to protest, sometimes in French and sometimes in broken English, but mostly just in gasps and moans as her body is bounced up and down on my dick.
Once I have gotten the hang of this position I reach out with my mind to wake Ladybug and Lila. I can't see them from this position, but I hear the sheets rustle as they rise and start to follow the series of orders I send to them. Juleka is too distracted to notice any of this.
When I hear the movements behind me stop, I lift Juleka up one more time. She is expecting to be impaled on my dick again, but instead I surprise her by turning around and almost throwing her onto the pushed-together beds. Juleka lands on her back lying across the bottom half of the beds. In accordance with my orders, Ladybug is lying on her stomach across the top half of the bed, head to tail with Juleka. Lila is standing on the opposite side of the bed from me, behind Ladybug. She has donned the strap-on dildo and is just finishing applying lube (Chloé is going to need to buy another bottle).
Juleka has only a moment to witness this scene before she feels me lift and part her legs. Lila throws the lube bottle to me, and I apply it to my own dick while the brunette positions herself behind Ladybug (no blood this time, that's handy). I place my lubricated dick at the entrance to the slender goth teen's last unviolated hole, and at the same time both I and Lila start to push forwards.
I had mentally silenced both Lila and Ladybug, but of course I release Ladybug's voice just before Lila's plastic penis enters her asshole. The superhero's scream is matched by Juleka's, as the head of my dick stretches her skin until it pops past her anal ring and is enveloped in the warm tightness of the goth teen's ass. Neither girls' protests make any difference. My need is strong, so I push my dick relentlessly into Juleka's pale-skinned virgin ass. Lila has been commanded to be no less merciless in violating Ladybug's round peach of an ass (looking into Lila's mind I again find a very small corner which is enjoying seeing Ladybug humiliated and in pain. This girl has some serious freak potential).
Despite the relatively large size of the strap-on dildo, Lila is the first to 'bottom out'. Of course I can feel my dick sliding into Juleka in a way Lila cannot. Which gives me an idea.
I reach into Lila's mind and tinker carefully with certain parts of her nervous system. I then make some even more careful adjustments to my own (I almost never adjust myself mentally, but this is a very basic level adjustment so I feel reasonably confident in experimenting). This done, I pull an inch or so out of Juleka and watch Lila's mind carefully. As I feel my dick rub against Juleka's anal walls, I see Lila's pleasure zones light up. I smile broadly as I realize I have successfully mapped the responses of the nerves in my genitals to Lila's. This is going to be fun.
On my command Lila begins pumping the strap-on inside Ladybug. At the same time I start properly fucking Juleka's ass, much to her vocal distress. Lila's mind is instantly a storm of confusion, as she starts to feel sparks of pleasure rising from between her legs, corresponding with the motions of the plastic penis as it slides in and out of Ladybug's ass. I have to reach in and soothe her mind a little to prevent her from deciding she has gone mad, but otherwise I let her try to reconcile the horror of her current position with the pleasure radiating from an impossible place. Unconsciously she has stepped up the pace of her thrusts; I have to increase my own speed to match.
While focusing on Lila I have been using Juleka as little more than a prop, so I turn back to the slender goth teen and watch her as well. Juleka's hair is spread messily around her head and over her upper body. Her chest is flushed red, a color which extends to her neck and cheeks. Juleka's head is arched back, her mouth open as her body is jerked back and forth. I reach down and slap one of her breasts, causing her to gasp and lift her head up to look at me. Her wide-eyed expression of shock, strands of long black-purple hair lying across her face, almost makes me laugh in delight. I cup her breast for a moment before taking hold of her nipple and pulling, eliciting another gasp.
Meanwhile, Ladybug has turned her head away from us. A quick mental command and her head is turned back to watch as I abuse Juleka's ass and breasts. Ladybug's expression softens, and I sense a momentary bust of pity for Juleka from Ladybug's mind, but such concern for others is quickly washed away by the feeling of having her own ass pummeled by Lila. For fun I order Lila to slap Ladybug's ass, and soon the room is filled with the sharp sounds of flesh smacking flesh followed by gasps and squeals.
Lila's reaction to the sensations flooding her mind is to continually increase the pace and ferocity of Ladybug's assfucking, prompting me to increase my own efforts. It's a ferocious feedback loop, which quickly results in Lila and I pistoning in and out of Ladybug and Juleka, implacable to their screams as they are jerked back and forth like ragdolls. Juleka's breasts are glowing red from my slaps, pinches and squeezes; Ladybug's pert ass has a pattern of red handprints, a new one appearing every time Lila slams her palm down on the poor superhero with an audible crack.
The almost manic fucking brings me closer and closer to climax. When I feel my balls tingling I quickly withdraw from Juleka's ass and practically jump onto the bed. I straddle Juleka's chest and bend my knees just in time, as cum spurts from my dick and lands on Juleka's cheek. A minor adjustment to my aim and the next spurt tracks across her nose and reaches the corner of her eye. This has happened too fast for Juleka to recover and react; her mouth is still wide open and so becomes the next target for my ejaculation. I have no idea how this feels for Lila, her pleasure centers linked to my mine; I hear Ladybug utter a particularly guttural moan behind me but I don't look over to see. I am still in the throes of orgasm, delighting in the waves of pleasure washing over me as I coat Juleka's face in my cum. Eventually I calm down enough to look behind me. Lila's eyes are tight shut, her hands so tightly gripped on Ladybug's waist that the knuckles show white. The brunette’s full weight is bearing down on the dildo which is buried deep inside Ladybug's ass. Ladybug herself has passed out, her body finally overloaded. In fact, as I watch Lila her eyelids flutter, her body goes limp and she slumps over Ladybug. Guess I have quite powerful orgasms.
I carefully disconnect the mental links between Lila and I, noting with satisfaction that there seems to be no lasting changes in either of us. There will be lasting change in Ladybug's asshole however, if I don't get that dildo out; I don't like to jump-start an unconscious mind, so I simply roll Lila over onto the bed next to Ladybug. The strap-on slides out and stands proudly in the air as Lila lies on her back.
The next few hours pass very enjoyably for me; rather less so for the girls as they each experience different combinations of dick, vibrator and strap-on dildo. I have an approximate time for the return of the rest of the tour group, and well before then the girls have pushed the beds apart, tidied up here and there, redressed and returned to their beds. I reach into their sleeping minds one at a time, erasing all memory of the day's activities, before turning the lights out and retiring to the bathroom when I hear voices approaching in the hallway.
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